童年就像一棵大树,树上长满了红彤彤的苹果。然而,也有因为早熟而掉下来烂在地里的……一个星期五的下午,学校早早地放学了。我和往常一样去小区旁边的商店里买东西,琳琅满目的商品使我目不暇接。突然,一个和周围格格不入的小摊映入眼帘:一个小墙角里,一辆黑色的手推车,车上挂满了带有浓浓腥味的牛肉。一个又 Childhood is like a big tree, covered with red apple trees. However, there was also rotting in the ground because of precocious puberty. On the afternoon of a Friday, the school was going to school early. As usual, I went shopping in the shops next to the community, and I was dazzled by an array of products. Suddenly, a glimpse of the out-of-town stall came in a corner of a small black trolley covered with richly beaten beef. One more